12.1.09

Head in Refrigerator

Santapan rohani: Dessert
An inspiration after a converation with  Sheikh Said Abdul Latif Karawiah about wearing hijab


My hot,hot summer
Must you glare so?
Your heat is killing me
My hijab stains with sweat
Oh how I wish to unwrap
My lovely yellow hijab

My dear, dearest sheikh
Why hijab in summer?

My dear, dear child
Your hair is beautiful
To be seen only for the chosen
Your aurat is sacred
To be kept only for the chosen

Hijab my dear, a refrigerator
Preserves goodness
Even when you sin
Protects your curious self
From common lurking evil
Seals your lovely soul
From pests that make it rot
Chills your pretty head
From the melting heat of Nar

Keep your head always
In the refrigerator, my child

My cold, cold summer
Your heat stains my hijab
But it is alright
May these stains on my hijab
Be the proof for me
Later in the realm of eternity

3.1.09

Paranoia Exfoliation

Let’s talk about this fear
of not having a career
Let’s talk about this self
who always suffers misery
Let’s talk about this insecurity
of being unwanted by others
Let’s talk about this depression
that haunts thousands single maidens
Let’s talk about this education
as if without it will be the end of the world
Let’s talk about this happening lifestyle
that beats the Palestinians’ daily survival style
Let’s talk about this scandalicious affair
when bones sticking out a child's stretched skin
Let’s talk about this love conflicts
that revolve endlessly sucking up the cries of the world
Let’s talk about this relationship
that lasts longer than the fights breaking up tribes and brothers
Lets’ talk about this friend
whom drama excites our senses when a shoulder is needed to cry on

Let’s not on that nation
who paves roads with river of blood smearing crimson pebbles as a finale
Let’s not on that soul
which gives the world hopes and remedies for children whose eyes wide
Let’s not on that pain
suffered by them via hands that hold power to change the world
Let’s not on that beautiful person
who inspires others to lovingly cherish ourselves
Let’s not on that petty family friction
festering incurable infection ended with pus
Let’s not on that amazing place of nature
created by supreme creator for us
Let’s not on that lame stuff
which gives simple pleasure for our inner child
Let’s not on that small achievement
that boosts highs from adrenaline
Let’s not on that person
who strive for our happiness
Let’s not on that life experience
positively

...let’s just talk about a more beautiful life.

Note:
Exfoliation is the process of shedding off dead mental cells to reveal and expose more rationale, fresher layer. The shedding process unclogs impurities, keeps mind clean and helps reduce mania breakouts. It's usually the first step in cleaning your thinking mentality, to be followed by washing your heart with love (preferably one with hypoallergenic properties) and finally, moisturizing to absorb care to the world.

“Too many of us, suffering from the paranoia of every day life, view ourselves as always and entirely innocent of our life. We make an art form of disavowing personal responsibilities and blaming others entirely for everything bad that happen in our lives.”
(Martin Kantor in Understanding Paranoia, 2004)

p/s: May Allah swt warm our cold selfish heart with Nur...

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usha2
pilih2
yg elok simpan
yg bosan buang
yg pelik jd kajian
yg spesel dikunci
yg geli dilupakan
yg manis jd modal senyuman
yg kelakar sumber kekuatan
yg terasa dihipokritkan
yg lepas diikat reben
yg baru putih berseri
harap lebih menarik
diakhiri dgn happy ending
woh oh hoodie ku
yg lama ditinggalkan
woh oh billabongku
yg dibenci anas
woh oh spek mataku
yg dikeji rakyat
woh oh muke blur ku
yg berkerut tapi panas
woh oh dunia tanpe kerang
yg ade pad thai..meowmeow
woh oh jari kaki raksasaku
yg xubah mcm kereta
woh oh kulit demam kuningku
yg dibakar dibbq
woh oh sipar2 vincciku
yg diusha sebulan xmampu beli
woh oh sme yg sakitku
yg hilang dihembus sang gedik
woh oh yg mengambil masaku
yg berjaya ditanam dlm batu
woh oh hati musim springku
yg tamat tempoh lalu membatu
woh oh yg menjadi awan2ku
yg mengelilingi sang bulan..
woh oh dunia ribenaku
yg makin dipinggir hanyut
woh oh alam yg baru
yg ditemplatekan ayahku
woh oh whatever pon
yg dtg diambil teladan

~nenek kebayan hot returns~